Human as a horse, a horse with a crown
The lonely cowboy, ridin back out of town
Connecting the sources in his backpack from hell
Ridin around in his own cell
There's no way to go, no words to say
The wounded rider is lost in his own way
Feeling the sun burning on his skin
All is lost, nothing to win
The father he had, killed his pride
One way out, cowboy suicide
He wont go to heaven and not to the skies
The ones made of water are now turned into ice
Back down below, where he belong
The man on the horse slowly sings his song
Singing `bout the angels, the ones with no wings
Singing `bout the shootout, the one he couldn't win
The mortal messiah ridin back out again
Crushing the ice, trying to make rain
The one in charge, you know who he is
Raisin his hand, raisin his fist
The one on the horse, the one who tried to teach us
Failed once again and killed his own Jesus
He's now singing his song, singing it out of time
To grab his gun for cowboy suicide

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